i cry when i hear
When with my eyes i see
part of me go into disrepair
but it touches my heart
and crushes my brain

when that part of me crumbles
oh…what happens to the symbol of zanzibar…
can this happen to eifel tower
or to the statute of liberty
but here it happens
where our past has nothing to bind us…
loose and loose and loose we have been
as scattered as we are
and no one is to care
for my building
the building that has made me to be me
cry the house of wonder.